Comments on: My Real Friends Are A LOT Nicer Than You http://www.reallygoodmom.com/2009/03/31/my-real-friends-are-a-lot-nicer-than-you/ Reinventing Modern Motherhood and Marriage (After The Baby Carriage) Fri, 01 Nov 2013 14:38:50 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.6.1 By: Jill http://www.reallygoodmom.com/2009/03/31/my-real-friends-are-a-lot-nicer-than-you/comment-page-1/#comment-93 Jill Wed, 22 Apr 2009 17:32:20 +0000 http://97.74.157.27/wordpress/?p=52#comment-93 We do it because we know it’s “safe” to vent and take out frustration on them. Most likely they aren’t going to leave you or stop being your husband because you snap at them wheras a friend may stop speaking to you altogether since they have no obligation to stay in the relationship.

]]> By: Leslie http://www.reallygoodmom.com/2009/03/31/my-real-friends-are-a-lot-nicer-than-you/comment-page-1/#comment-44 Leslie Fri, 10 Apr 2009 17:19:39 +0000 http://97.74.157.27/wordpress/?p=52#comment-44 It is so crazy that I stumbled across this website today. I just asked my husband last night “why do you jump to help your friends and I have to nag at you for weeks before you do what I ask you to do.” The question came about after I asked him for the 7th day in a row to install a program on our computer and for a month I have been asking him to file our taxes. Hello??? Deadline is next week! A neighbor will call and ask a favor and he is at their house in 30 seconds flat.

]]> By: Javier http://www.reallygoodmom.com/2009/03/31/my-real-friends-are-a-lot-nicer-than-you/comment-page-1/#comment-16 Javier Thu, 02 Apr 2009 04:57:08 +0000 http://97.74.157.27/wordpress/?p=52#comment-16 Okay… this is going to sound morbid… I hope you could hear me say it instead. I’m sure it sounds a lot better than it reads, but here goes nothing:

I am married to a WONDERFUL man, an angel really. He entered my life at a time when I thought this whole relationship thing was just not for me. I meditate everyday and part of my meditation is always asking myself the question “What would happen if he didn’t make it back home today?” My stomach always shrinks when I ask myself the question. When I see him at the end of the day, no matter what else is happening, I think back to the “shrinking stomach” and I just smile, hug him, give him a kiss and say hello. Simple, but it works for me.

Amy knows of my story, not needed to really illustrate my point, but I know first hand that NOW can’t be taken for granted. That this MAY be the last time we see each other, the last time we speak, the last time we kiss or hug. It shouldn’t be a thought to makes us feel the sadness of the possibilities BUT the HAPPINESS of what we HAVE in NOW.

If you don’t feel your stomach shrinking, maybe it’s time to talk. BUT if you do, then it is time to smile, hug, kiss and say “Hello”. Make it a new habit!

Much Love,

Javier
oxox

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